"Shoot at the target?" Chenyang asked out loud, not expecting Qianya to choose this ordinary practice method, and couldn't help but be a little disappointed in his heart. Look at 'Mao. Line, medium. Text, Internet

"Yes, the archery skills of our Wood Spirit Clan have been comprehended in battles with beasts again and again, but your strength is too weak, so you can only use this method for the time being." Qianya said helplessly, she couldn't do anything about Chenyang's strength being so poor.

Chenyang was a little helpless when he heard this, but he couldn't refute anything, he also witnessed the power of the giant bear, which was indeed not something he could handle.

You can only take out one feathered arrow from the quiver, and aim your eyes at the grass target moving in front of you.

The bowstring was full, and the two fingers were gently loosened, and a clear sound like thunder was vibrating, and an arrow flew out, shooting through the grass target quickly and accurately.

The grass target was pierced through the grass by an arrow, turning back into a pile of weeds.

Qianya looked at the arrow, nodded slightly, seemed to have some recognition of Chenyang's archery skills, and said loudly: "It's a bit basic, let's continue."

Seeing this, Chenyang pulled out another feather arrow in his hand, which had not yet been placed on the bowstring, and a strong wind swept through his ears, cutting a shallow blood mark on his cheek.

The weeds around him grew wildly, rising to a height of nearly two meters, and the blades of grass were as sharp as knives on both sides, like a soft sword wielded with a handle, taking advantage of the fact that the morning sun was not paying attention, a light cut was a wound.

Blades of grass are like wielding sharp swords, stabbing towards the morning sun at a rapid speed, and the attack is fierce, no less than a swordsmanship master.

In the face of this sudden crisis, where does Chenyang have time to draw a bow and shoot arrows, skillfully avoiding one slash after another.

Siya watched from the sidelines and shouted, "Don't dodge all the time, learn to fight back, those sword leaves are arrows shot by the enemy." If you are faced with an enemy attack from a distance in battle, can you only dodge with a bow? ”

When Chenyang heard Siya's words, his originally simple dodging figure slowed down a little, and he seemed to be thinking about how to deal with this situation.

Under the interference of countless sword leaves, Chenyang tried to raise his bow to shoot, and sometimes before an arrow hit, there were already seven or eight more cuts on his body.

In the midst of repeated injuries, Chenyang quickly mastered the art of shooting. Look at 1 gross 2 lines 3 Chinese net

Those sword leaves didn't hurt him for nearly a minute, and the grass targets in the distance were now only one, moving alone

Another arrow was fired, and as the arrows flew, Chenyang's hands holding the bow retreated, avoiding the stabbing of a sword leaf, and then his body changed and dodged the thrust of the three sword leaves.

The only grass target in the distance fell directly to the ground under the arrow of the morning sun, and also turned into a cloud of weeds.

With a wave of her small hand, all the sword leaves turned back into ordinary weeds, and at the same time, a healing spirit technique was used, quickly healing those subtle injuries.

Xia Ya said loudly: "It is worthy of being chosen by the gods, and it is really making rapid progress, and I will accompany you to practice next."

Chenyang has not yet shouted a good word.

A spiritual power arrow had already been condensed between Qianya's fingers, and an arrow shot out, quickly stabbing Chenyang's chest.

Chenyang felt a tingling pain in his chest, and the arrow that hit him in the chest shattered, leaving a large green debris on the surface of his clothes.

"One shot at the corner." Siya raised the wooden bow in her hand and reminded.

Chenyang didn't expect Qianya to make a sudden move, and was about to open his mouth to refute something, but after thinking about it, he still didn't say anything, raised the wolf bow in his hand, and said loudly: "Come again."

In the dodge counterattack again and again, Chenyang held on to Cialiya's men for longer and longer.

Of course, this is also Qianya's deliberate suppression of strength, otherwise with the arrow she shot to kill the brown bear, Chenyang can guarantee that he will not even be able to leave a whole corpse.

Time passed quickly in the battle, and in the blink of an eye, the sun in the sky turned from east to west, revealing a twilight of the evening.

Chenyang and Siya sat by the lake, each panting for breath, looking exhausted.

Chenyang was fighting with Siya for a long time, exerting mental energy for a long time, and exercising vigorously, which made him, a small plane person, a little unbearable.

As for Qianya, it was not caused by the battle with Chenyang, but because she had been deliberately suppressing her strength to avoid harming Chenyang, which made her extremely restrictive on her spiritual power, but it led to a greater consumption than exerting her full strength.

"Alright, it's about time, I'll teach you spiritual arts." After resting, Siya got up from the ground and clapped her hands.

Chenyang was originally a little tired, but when he heard the word spiritual art, his whole person suddenly became energetic, "What spiritual art are you going to teach me?" ”

"This spiritual technique was created by me, and I am the only one who has learned it so far, so this time I just let you try it." Ceia explained.

As she spoke, Siya's arms condensed dark green lines, like thorns intertwined, tangled and spreading, converging in the palm of her hand.

Siya stretched out her palm and flicked it forward, and several tough thorns flew out from her palm, intertwining with each other, instantly binding a swimming fish near the lake.

The thorn retracted into its palm, and the swimming fish landed on the shore, and on the surface of its body, there were a large number of marks locked by spikes, and a faint color of blood was revealed on the scales.

"This spiritual technique is called thorn entanglement, it has a certain lethality and the ability to trap the enemy, and I don't know the specific formation of the spiritual art, and I also understood it in a daze." Siya said with some embarrassment.

Then, Siya briefly explained the process of her comprehension of the thorn entanglement

This thorn entanglement is not the same as the spiritual skills of the main clan of the Wood Spirit Tribe, most of the spiritual skills of the main clan are mainly to strengthen themselves, and the rest are only assisted by external forces such as spirit trees and nature.

Only Siya's thorns are entangled, and the thorn power in it is not taken from the outside world, but condensed from itself, and has a certain growth.

By the lake in the twilight, Morning Sun stood still, trying to learn thorn tangle according to the method taught by Siya.

The wood spiritual power in his body converged, and under his control, it gradually poured into his right hand and arm, condensing into the spiritual power circuit that Qian Ya talked about.

On the surface of his arm, a short line began to form, trying to spread towards the palm of his hand.

Siya stood aside, noticed the streak at a glance, and was happy in her heart when the spiritual pattern suddenly shattered, turning into spiritual power and dissipating into air.

Chenyang opened his eyes, frowned slightly, and said in a loud voice, "This spiritual technique of yours is a little strange."

"Eccentric? No, I'm used to it. Siya unleashed the thorn entanglement again, this time she released too much spiritual power, and the thorns flew into the soil like a giant python, stabbing out several holes.

Chenyang opened his mouth and said how he felt about the thorn entanglement: "This spiritual technique of yours is a bit strong, and it is more difficult to control for the gentle wood spirit power."

Chenyang had just tried to condense the pattern, but at the beginning, he felt the change in the wood spiritual power, and the entire spiritual circuit was directly shattered, and it was extremely difficult to complete.

It is also a talent for Siya to be able to create this spiritual technique, and the thorn entanglement has very strict requirements for the control of spiritual power.

"I'll try again." Chenyang said loudly.

As soon as his eyes closed, the energy in his body converged again, condensing a spiritual circuit in his right arm, trying to reproduce the streak.

This time, the appearance of the lines is much faster than the last time, and the condensation of the lines is much more stable than the last time, but unfortunately it ended in failure.

Qianya looked at Chenyang, who had failed again, her expression was a little frustrated, and she said loudly: "It seems that you can't practice this spiritual technique, so I'll teach you another spiritual technique."

Chenyang shook his head and said, "Try a few more times, you should be able to condense it."

"We Wood Spirit clan have a saying, more than three times can not grasp something, it means that it has nothing to do with you. It's better for us to change to a different kind of spiritual art. Siya explained.

The Wood Spirit clan is the darling of nature, and all Wood Spirits have their own unique talents, so it also leads to their reluctance to touch things outside of their talents, and this sentence is also derived from this.

However, Chenyang is an exception, he is not a pure wood spirit: "I am different from you, to learn things in my world, you have to accumulate a little bit to master those abilities, and I am the same." I'll practice this spiritual technique, trust me. ”

Chenyang's words made Qianya a little surprised, and inexplicably moved, "Well, I believe you." ”